7 MAY 1887, Page 13

POETRY.

SONG.

Ie words were not so weak To tell our best thoughts, dear, Then I might speak, And you might hear.

If Earth were not so bleak,

Our roses might not die,— And I might seek

And find you nigh.

You found, what should I seek ? You mine, what should I need To make this bleak Earth Heaven indeed ?

PAKENHAIL BEATTY.